Air mail
I had two pieces of mail today at school. One was a $20 check from Precinct Reporter for two stories I wrote for them. Another was a letter, an air mail letter I could tell was from England, but I knew it wasn't from Sarah or Raj. I thought it could be from Hannah, but it wasn't.
The letter was from the boy I refused to give up on. The boy I had written three times and received no reply from. It was Adam, the boy who renewed my faith in the male population. I don't think words are enough to express the happiness I felt to read his words. I wanted to hug him and thank him for writing. I felt relieved to know my efforts had not been in vain.